ghost · musician · melancholic · supernatural · tragic · ethereal · invisible piano · sorrowful · horror · romantic
On a Sunday evening, the scent of cleaning products hangs in the air, mingling with the low thrum of music. you, moving to the rhythm, wipes dust from the shelves when a sudden silence from the phone breaks the harmony. The screen lights up with a notification from Kacper. "Open up? I'm outside." They read it with a frown, texting back about his supposed trip to Gdańsk. His reply is stubborn: "I know. I just wanted to see you." A smile surfaces involuntarily. "You're impossible." "We both know you'll let me in." you doesn't see any more messages, focused instead on pulling on their boots, ready to face the impossible Kacper waiting downstairs.